It appears that I still lack the motivation or desire to write here as I had so hoped I would, so it looks like I'll be closing up shop again. Thank you all for reading all these years. You know you can still find me other places on the interwebs and we can keep up there. Since this is my final entry, I decided to end with the completion of my #1 Life Goal, which happened 3 days ago. Ladies and Gentlemen, I present you with this:
In the immortal words of Journey, "Don't Stop Believing," kiddies - and as Mariah once sang, "If you believe in yourself enough and know what you want, you're gonna make it happen." My life = complete.
September 28, 2011
June 24, 2011
May 03, 2011
Why I Never Listen To That "Never Meet Your Heroes" Nonsense
Last week I had the opportunity to be in the presence of one of my heroes. I don't know why people always discourage others about meeting their heroes - I suppose it depends on who it is. A lot of people are a-holes, after all. And if your hero is Charles Manson or something I would advise against it. Also, I would suggest some help. But if it's someone who doesn't appear to be a raging a-hole, I say go for it. I've met some of my favorite musicians in the past and have never been disappointed. But this - this was a whole other level. This was a life hero. This...was Elmo.
Let me give some history for a moment here. For anyone who doesn't know me very well, you need to know that I must have accidentally slept through the day in your childhood or adolescence when you stop making your stuffed friends talk. I've always had this array of stuffed animals who are full-blown characters, and I've always had this knack of making people believe. So, as you can imagine, I have always been a huge Muppet fan. I still don't even want to talk about when Jim Henson died. I have the little memoriam from People Magazine in a drawer and I tear up whenever I see it. I even auditioned to be a Muppeteer when I was 19 years old. (I got a call-back, but the job was gone by the time I sent in a second video as requested.) And although I have also enjoyed others, like Shari Lewis (I cherish the autographed Lamb Chop puppet I have from when I met her one summer), the Muppets have always been my favorite in the realm of Making Stuffed Friends Come Alive. And when it comes to who resonates with me the most, it's Elmo. (There's too many reasons into why, so we'll just leave it at he rocks and have you met Tim? They could be best friends.)
So let's get back to the present and to the matter of a little documentary film called Being Elmo: A Puppeteer's Journey. It premiered at Sundance this year, and it chronicles the life of Kevin Clash from his days of doing puppet shows for his mom's daycare as a child to his rise among the puppetry ranks to become the one and only Elmo. (I also must point out here that when I talk about Elmo being my hero, I am obviously talking about Kevin as he is Elmo.) A couple of weeks ago I was checking on release dates for the film and saw that it was going to be at the International Film Festival of Boston in 10 days. I headed right over to the website and got my ticket. I would have bought it just to see the movie itself, but I also had a feeling that Elmo would be making an appearance at the screening as he has done at the ones in the past. And, as it turns out, I was correct.
AAAAHHH!!!!
Sorry, I still get excited thinking about it.
Anyway, I got myself there bright and early, landing second in line (you can see me in a few pictures from the even on the film's Facebook page here). I got me a seat in the front row and settled right in for the movie. And you guys? It's so awesome. And I'm not saying that because I'm biased. It really is a remarkable movie. There were even some people there who weren't the biggest Elmo fans who LOVED it. (Elmo actually isn't a huge part of the movie, it's all about Kevin's journey.) And, as the saying goes, I laughed and I cried. And I may have cried again a little when Kevin came out at the start of the post-show Q&A. I've been to a few Q&A sessions after film screenings before, and they're usually about 15 minutes long. This one was almost an hour. The filmmakers and Kevin answered questions first, and then Elmo came out later to answer some questions. Speaking of which - ELMO!!!
I had all of these questions planned, but as the Q&A went on, other people kept asking them before Elmo came out and I was waiting for that, so I ended up just coming up with a new one and asking who Elmo's favorite celebrity that he has met or worked with is. (I was hoping the answer was Ricky Gervais, as I love when they get together, but I found out later that he's his 3rd favorite friend.) Anyway, as Elmo was preparing to answer my question, one of the producers of the film pointed out my little stuffed Elmo in my lap, and he teased me about it. Oh, why am I explaining all of this when video footage exists? Imagine my immense glee when I found this:
I cannot even handle it, people.
After the event ended, I noticed that Kevin stopped to shake some hands after he had put Elmo away, so I made my way over there. After everything I saw in the movie and heard in the Q&A and then watching him with people after the movie, I have to say that he is seriously one of the nicest people ever. Super sweet and you can tell he just loves what he does and genuinely cares about it all. Such a true honor to meet him.
Don't fear meeting your heroes! If some turn out to be a-holes, then they shouldn't be worthy of being your heroes anyway. Class acts like Kevin Clash? Worthy.
April 13, 2011
The Evolution of a Celebrity Boyfriend
So back in 1995 (has it really been 16 years??!!), Singled Out premiered on MTV and I immediately gained a celebrity boyfriend. I kept wondering, "Who is this adorable and hilarious Chris Hardwick fellow? Why didn't I watch Trashed more than once? Why do I find him so funny?" I was completely hooked. I drove my family crazy commanding the TV every night from 7-7:30pm. At one point, they started having these random chats with MTV personalities on AOL from time to time. Since I knew his name on there was MTVWick, I took a random shot and sent an e-mail to that name @aol telling him that he was one of the funniest people I had ever seen. Much to my surprise and delight, he wrote back:
Obviously, I signed my e-mail with 'Pam Rose,' so the fact that he called me that put me over the moon.
Should I mention at this point that I was a 21 year-old college student when this took place, and not 13? And that I may have carried a copy of this email around in my pocket for a little while? Yeeeeeaaaahh....
Anyhoo, not long after that, MTV announced that they were going to be doing a week of Singled Out shows in NYC (they normally shot in LA), so I got my ass to NYC for the casting/info session. In order to be one of the 50 guys/girls, you had to live in NYC, but since the shows were going to be taking place in a dance hall, they were looking for a bunch of extras to dance around in the background. I couldn't sign up fast enough. So off I headed when the time came around for the shows and I ended up lucking out with the extra thing since I got to be there for all 3 episodes that they were taping that day. The contestants only did one since they had to switch them out for a fresh crop, so I spent 9 hours there pretending to dance. Seriously, no one ever needs to see me dance. However, we were told emphatically that if anyone wasn't dancing, they would be kicked out, so you'd better believe that I faked it, shuffling back and forth. DANCE, PUPPETS, DANCE!!!!
For the first show, I was stuck way up at the top of some stairs and couldn't see a thing, especially Mr. Christopher, so once there was a break between shows, I found myself a new spot over next to the DJ/"Piano Boy" and I had a perfect view for the next two shows. It also led to this:
There we are! What, is a picture not good enough? Fine.
Oh, mid-90s fashion.
During the break between the second and third show, I was just standing there waiting when someone accidentally bumped into the back of me. I turned around just as I heard a familiar voice apologizing and there he was, Mr. Chris Hardwick. I then proceeded to shake his hand for far too long, telling him that I had driven 3 hours just to come and meet him. Verbal diarrhea, anyone? Anyway, he was super-nice and I floated home on cloud nine. My dad joined me on that cloud as he had driven up with me and got to see Jenny McCarthy while he was waiting outside for me. That was his big excitement. Seriously, she was GORGEOUS.
Throughout the years following Singled Out, I kept up with the goings-on of Mr. Hardwick. Some I couldn't bring myself to watch even for him (Shipmates), some I tried a few times, but still couldn't (the awful UPN sitcom Guys Like Us), and some I enjoyed even though he was headless (House of 1000 Corpses). Also, Otis the cow. Luckily, two things happened to keep me more in the loop: G4 and social media. Now I had Attack of the Show, Web Soup, Chelsea Lately appearances, the Nerdist podcast and Twitter to keep me posted on things. I was in Hardwick heaven, laughing my ass off all the way.
In November of 2009, I went to LA to visit some friends and happened to be going the week that Web Soup was filming their hour-long special to end the first season. I got a ticket to be in the audience and my 2009 Christmas card was born:
Reunited at last. And you guys, he is seriously the nicest guy ever. And have I mentioned funny? Because I can't even handle it.
Not long after that, Chris hit the east coast for a stand-up date in NYC in March of 2010, so I got my ass down there for that. I had never seen his stand-up other than clips online and it did not disappoint. Also? This:
Which leads us to last Saturday night when he finally came the closest, to do a show in Boston. I brought my brother along and it was even funnier than the last. His tour just started, you should check him out if he comes your way. Dates are here. (Per my brother: "I've never been to a stand-up show where people made Star Trek jokes and everyone got them and laughed. Or cheered when someone mentions D&D.") And if you haven't heard any of the nerdist podcasts, I HIGHLY recommend them.
I don't know where I was going with any of this, but I guess it's all to say this: 16 years later and he is still one of the funniest people I've ever seen, one of the nicest celebs I've ever met, and one of my top 3 Celebrity Boyfriends of all time. May we have a long-lasting fake relationship.
And as for last Saturday? Boom:
Pure Bliss. True Fake Love 4-eva!
March 06, 2011
Oh Lordy, I'm Back....
Hi Hi Hi!!!!
So, what did I miss?
It appears I have returned to the blogosphere. And why now you might ask? Do I have big news and stories?? Nah, I just finally got to the point where I missed doing this. I really missed liveblogging awards shows, so last week I decided to set up a separate Twitter page for Awards Show Live Tweeting and while I was furiously typing away, I started wanting to do more. I knew only doing awards show commentary wouldn't be enough for me, so here I am!
I guess it boils down to: I miss you guys and this space.
So where do I start after being away for a year and a half? Of course, I decide to restart things a week too late on the whole Charlie Sheen thing. We could have had such fun with it, but I am Officially Over It. He should just move in with Speidi and live happily ever after in Go Away Land. Maybe I'll just spend my first few posts catching up on what's been happening. Seriously, there isn't much different. I still watch far too much TV, eat way too much candy and spend scads of money on shoes I don't need but MUST HAVE. So, in short: you didn't miss much. But let's hit on some highlights, shall we?
- First, let's start with the bad news. Something horrible did happen during my time away, so let's just deal with it now so we can move on. I don't even know where to begin or how to say it. I...they...it...WONKA STOPPED MAKING CHEWY NERDS! People, do you know of the sadness this brought upon me. I think I broke. I went to Target one day to restock and noticed that there was no longer a spot for the boxes of Chewy Nerds in their candy aisle. Obviously, I went home and did the first thing any right-minded person would do - I called Wonka. It is exactly how you imagine calling them would be, except with 100% more bad news. You get this whimsical and strange music when you call, with a dark undertone. It's like a ride on the Wonkatania without a murderous candymaker taunting you. It's a little creepy, but fun. When a woman picked up after the music, I inquired about the lack of Chewy Nerds and asked if they were still making them. She told me that they must be, but put me on hold to double-check and then she came back and was surprised herself to find that they had actually just discontinued them. She asked if I would like it noted that I was requesting that they start making them again, and I managed to somehow not scream my answer of, "YES." When I hung up, I went to my mother with my empty Chewy Nerds box in my hand and whimpered, "If I had only known it was the last one I would eat...." Thankfully, a friend tipped me off to a local Walgreens still having some of the single serving bags of Chewy Nerds, so I headed there the next day and bought the entire box of them. Then I hit a few more local stores and bought all of those as well. So now I have a stock-pile of about 50 remaining bags. (I think I started with 100.) Oh, and Wonka sent me a coupon for 25 cents. Yes, that totally makes up for EVERYTHING.
- In happier news, I bought another pair of Louboutins last year and now want to buy a pair a year. I know this is a ridiculous desire, but you never know - maybe I could meet a rich clown who lives to buy me shoes. What? IT COULD TOTALLY HAPPEN. In the meantime, here are my newest loves in the middle:
This was from my last Shoe-Off with Lucy Woodward. The fabulous trombone player Mr. J. Walter Hawkes got in on it and may have beaten us both with his green suede numbers.
- I've created a monster. So, around the time I retired my blog in the fall of 2009, my brother and I were discussing the whole Taylor Swift-Kanye West thing and he said that he watched her video for You Belong With Me and thought it was cute. I told him, "I think you'll like her music, I'm going to make you a sampler CD from her 2 albums." He only knew two of her songs, so I made him a little CD. 2 days later, I got a phone call from him. "I am obsessed with this Taylor Swift CD. I went online and downloaded both of her albums and I can't stop listening to them." Over the next few months, he became OBSESSED. I mean, I thought I was bad with my celebrity boyfriends, but this was far worse. And he didn't even really have a crush on her. As he says, "I'm just a big fan of her music. She's too young. I just want to hang out with her, she seems like fun. Although, if she asked me out, I wouldn't turn her down." He's on the Swifty forums every night and has her tweets go directly to her phone and his DVR is full of all of her TV appearances. Want to see her appearance on Oprah from a year ago? Go to my brother's house. Want to know ANYTHING about her? Ask him. No, seriously, he'll know. His forum stalking did have its benefits, though. When her final tour date for the Fearless Tour brought her to Gillette Stadium in June of 2010, he was in-the-know enough to get into Ticketmaster the moment they put some Pit Tickets on sale to the public, so we ended up trading up from back of the stadium seats to this:
I'd say it was worth it. AND, on the plus side, it was SUPER hot that day and I was still recovering from being sick, so I went to the little clinic room to sit and rehydrate while Bieber was performing, so I managed to miss that. Per my brother, it was just as I thought, "Ridiculous."
- While I've been away, my old ripped up Winnie the Pooh bear decided that he "had a lot to say," so I set up a Twitter page for him so he could speak his mind. Little did I know that he would be tweeting daily. You can follow him here if you so desire, or, if you'd rather read his nonsensical updates on Facebook (his tweets go there as his status), you can be his friend here. I do not know where he comes up with these things. Neither site would let him use his real name of 'Pooh Bear,' so he uses his pseudonym of 'Cen,' which is pronounced like Ken. He just doesn't spell very well.
- Remember how I was so obsessed with Ben on Lost? You guys, I TOTALLY MET BENJAMIN LINUS. I had to make a Christmas card out of it, because who wouldn't?
- Hey, remember when Paul and I went to that comic/anime convention in the summer of 2009 and took video of the weirdos? Well, we went back in 2010 and joined the weirdos in full-on costumes. It was as amazing and ridiculous as ever and we clearly need to do it again this year. I spent a lot of time last year taking pictures with people, much to Paul's chagrin as you will see in the video below. Who knew so many people wanted a piece of Wonder Woman? Anyway, here's some of what went down:
- TV. Where to start? I have 3 nights every week in which there are 3 shows on at the same time that I watch. THREE NIGHTS, people. What are the scheduling people trying to do to me?? Give Stella a break and move Top Model to Tuesday, please. American Idol moving to Wednesday and Thursday has really screwed things up. Not so much on Thursday, but it's messing with my Wednesdays. I already have Survivor, which is amazing this season, Top Model, Modern Family, Cougar Town (LOVE!) and My Strange Addiction, which - can we just talk about this show for a minute? Have you seen this? Some of them are too much or too silly and I can't watch, but the Furry and the Guy Who Is Married To His Sex Doll and the Woman Who Eats Toilet Paper? And the one who was obsessed with makeup? I really didn't see a problem with the shoe obsessed lady, and the one who was obsessed with her puppets really made me fell better about myself. Still, nothing tops the woman who ate couch cushions. "She has eaten 7 sofas and 3 chairs." GENIUS. Also? If you're not watching RuPaul's Drag Race, you should start immediately.
- Finally, I guess we should end with an update on my celebrity boyfriends. I've gotten to see my Chris Hardwick twice since I last updated and ended up with a very nice-looking Christmas card out of it. I haven't gotten my 2011 picture yet, but I'm going to see him in April, so I'll get it then. I saw Gavin at Christmastime and FINALLY got to see him jump in with the band at his bar. Out of the zillion times I've been to the bar, I've always missed his impromptu performances, so it was nice to finally witness one. (I also ran into Scarlett Johansson at the bar one night and we shared a cute moment where I caught her silly dancing. I also found myself looking at her boobs, which were smaller than I thought they would be. Girl is TINY.) Billie Joe Armstrong continues to elude me, although I did attend a cool thing in NYC in January where he gave an intimate talk at the New York Times Building. I was nice and close, but sadly, no cameras allowed and no meet and greet. One day, Billie Joe. One day. As always, Taylor Hanson continues to rock my world, and Zachary Levi continues to woo me with his nerdy charms. And Inception was great, but totally not enough Cillian Murphy. I've also managed to pick up a new celebrity boyfriend along the way - his name is Kit French and he's in the band Parachute. Most people have not heard of them, which is a shame, because they are totally fun. The lead singer Will is angling to become a full-on celeb bf as well, but he is still an "interest" right now. We'll have to keep our eye on that one. But Kit became an immediate celebrity boyfriend the moment I saw him. He looks like the love child of Taylor Hanson and my ex, the Great Love of My Life. I don't know why, but I didn't really pay attention to what the guys in the band looked like before heading to one of their concerts, so imagine my delight when Kit hit the stage. It was also a very nice coincidence that we ended up standing in the front on the end of the stage right next to where Kit is, so I spent the night looking at this:
My jaw was on the floor. We just went to see them play again two weeks ago and I made sure we stood on that side of the stage again. He is beautiful:
So that's some of what's been happening here. How are YOU?
(It feels good to be back!)
September 14, 2009
2009 MTV VMA Aftermath & Why I Wasn't Blogging It
Y'all? I can't even hire my TiVo to babysit the VMAs for one night while I go out and do something because it just lets Kanye out to just do whatever his stupidly-shaved head's ass is going to do. GAH. I was all, "Ooh, I have concert tickets for that night, I'll just record the show and watch it the next day - no biggie. It sucked the last few years, so I'm sure I won't miss much." Then I get an ominous text from my brother telling me to wait until I see what Kanye has pulled, but giving me no specifics. I knew it had to be bad, because it actually caused my brother to type "omg" for the first time in his existence. He is 36 years old. ANYWAY - I found out about the Kanye mess when I got home last night and then watched the show tonight and found out that it was actually enjoyable. How did that happen? Well played, MTV. Well played. Since I wasn't around to liveblog, I'm just going to be lazy and give you my thoughts after watching the show tonight and then I'll tell you why I wasn't home last night to see it - here's a hint - it involves a Blind love of mine. Shall we?
- Should I just get the Kanye thing out of the way first so we can move on? Anyone who has read any of my award recaps knows that I do not hide my hatred of Kanye. I've never liked his ass and never will. I'm sure he's talented musically, but nowhere close to the degree that he believes he is. To me, he's the Spencer Pratt of music - he just needs to shut up and go away. Kanye's actually worse because he has success so he can do things like go on stage and be an asshole on TV and ruin and excited 19 year-old's moment. And dear Kanye - Taylor outsells your ass so get lost. Beyonce was all class at the end when she brought her back. Go ahead, girl. And MTV really should have learned its lesson about even inviting Kanye back after he complains about not winning things all the time and vows to boycott. Idle threats! DO IT. PLEASE. Okay, I'm done. Now, on to the other business....
- MJ tribute opening - Madonna looked quite lovely, didn't sound so British and was pretty classy. But still - nothing can top my excitement for Scream with Janet coming out. I LOVE that video. Once again I say, go ahead, girl.
- Russell Brand. I have nothing to say about him actually since I fast-forwarded through every word he said. From what I hear, he wasn't really funny anyway. What's that sound my TiVo makes? Be-coop!
- Taylor Swift on the F train - I was on that exact train one week earlier and no fun dance party broke out. Damn. It's nice to see she's sounding better live, though. Go ahead, girl. (I know, I will stop. Why can't I stop saying that? I don't ever say it. Maybe it's in my head from someone saying it at the salon the other day.)
- Oh, Green Day - you can even get J. Lo on her feet and dancing. Also? I rock that song in Rock Band. Just saying.
- I think it's time to talk about Lady GaGa. I...I have no idea. She's mental, right? That red outfit she accepted her award in? Even Bjork would be like, "No thanks." But let's talk about why they randomly wheeled out a dancer in a wheelchair during her performance while GaGa walked with an arm brace for about 30 seconds. What am I missing? Why are there cripples in the dance number? I just sat there during the whole song saying, "I have no idea what is happening right now." The weird thing is that I really liked the whole thing, I just am so confused. Help me.
- Okay, so I don't really want to admit this shit, but that extended trailer for New Moon looked goooood. Damn. And Robert Pattinson? DAYAM. Totally reminded me of why I have a cardboard cutout of him in my room, watching me sleep. Ahem.
- Beyonce, Beyonce, Beyonce. I liked everything but looking at your ladybits. Seriously, it was like porn when she was dipping it low and grinding. Lower those leg cuts, missy!
- When did Chris Hardwick become the lead singer of Muse?
- What was up with Tyson Ritter of The All-American Rejects covered in glitter when they jumped in with the house band? Is he trying to be a Twilight vampire and sparkling in the light? He looked ridiculous, and he's usually ridiculously hot. Get it together, Ritter.
- And finally, I'm happy to see that Eminem is FINALLY lightening up. Maybe he can give Kanye some tips. Nah, he was never even 1/4 as bad as him.
So those were some thoughts on what I remembered. Barring any events that pop up, I should be here with you on Sunday live-blogging the Emmys, so make sure you come by for that and let me know what you think. I'm VERY excited for NPH. And if Ben wins for Lost.
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Now - why wasn't I home for the VMAs last night? Why, because I was at the American Idols Tour seeing Blindy. He was honestly the reason I went - remember, not so much musically but just because I love his awkward, adorable blind ass. I want him to be my best friend. Paul? Not so much:
But we had fun the rest of the night (except for me almost vomiting during Adam Lambert's set. Ugh.) and were quite happy to find that we weren't the oldest people there without children by a long shot. Yay, we're not creeps!
...Or are we since we went outside by the buses after the show? If so, then we were 3 of MANY creeps out there, almost all without kids so I felt better. Most were there for Adam (again, gross):
Paul wanted me to get a picture of him for him and I tried to resist, saying my camera was going to get herpes, but I took the risk. I do have to admit that he seemed like a vey nice guy and not as pompous as he was on the show. Still, gross. He was gyrating during the show and making me sick. Not in front of the kids, Lambert. We also caught glimpses of Anoop:
Matt:
Allison:
Megan, who I didn't get a picture of, but who was gorgeous, and Mr. Danny Gokey, who won my prize of best singer of the night. Seriously, he blew the roof off the joint. Cute, too:
Kris, Lil and Matt hadn't come out by the time we left, but we didn't care because I was only back there for one person and one person only. BLINDY. And he didn't disappoint me. He and his mom came out and she walked him around - he took his time going down the line of people and she would hand him things to sign and guide his hand to give out many of the high fives people were asking for. Oh, Blindy.
The only bad part about the whole "waiting by the bus" thing was that all of the idols were behind a half stone wall and there were so many people out there that if you were more than 3 people back you couldn't get near them. They just came out and signed stuff, so there was no opportunity to have your picture taken with them. But do you think that would stop me from trying to get my picture with my Scotty? Oh, no. I would find a way, even if it was an unconventional shot. I enlisted the help of Paul, who called to Blindy to look his way and smile. Blindy obliged, and now I have this:
Yay!
In the immortal words of one Mariah Carey: "If you believe in yourself enough and know what you want, you're gonna make it happen." Go ahead, girl (SORRY!!! No more!)
- Should I just get the Kanye thing out of the way first so we can move on? Anyone who has read any of my award recaps knows that I do not hide my hatred of Kanye. I've never liked his ass and never will. I'm sure he's talented musically, but nowhere close to the degree that he believes he is. To me, he's the Spencer Pratt of music - he just needs to shut up and go away. Kanye's actually worse because he has success so he can do things like go on stage and be an asshole on TV and ruin and excited 19 year-old's moment. And dear Kanye - Taylor outsells your ass so get lost. Beyonce was all class at the end when she brought her back. Go ahead, girl. And MTV really should have learned its lesson about even inviting Kanye back after he complains about not winning things all the time and vows to boycott. Idle threats! DO IT. PLEASE. Okay, I'm done. Now, on to the other business....
- MJ tribute opening - Madonna looked quite lovely, didn't sound so British and was pretty classy. But still - nothing can top my excitement for Scream with Janet coming out. I LOVE that video. Once again I say, go ahead, girl.
- Russell Brand. I have nothing to say about him actually since I fast-forwarded through every word he said. From what I hear, he wasn't really funny anyway. What's that sound my TiVo makes? Be-coop!
- Taylor Swift on the F train - I was on that exact train one week earlier and no fun dance party broke out. Damn. It's nice to see she's sounding better live, though. Go ahead, girl. (I know, I will stop. Why can't I stop saying that? I don't ever say it. Maybe it's in my head from someone saying it at the salon the other day.)
- Oh, Green Day - you can even get J. Lo on her feet and dancing. Also? I rock that song in Rock Band. Just saying.
- I think it's time to talk about Lady GaGa. I...I have no idea. She's mental, right? That red outfit she accepted her award in? Even Bjork would be like, "No thanks." But let's talk about why they randomly wheeled out a dancer in a wheelchair during her performance while GaGa walked with an arm brace for about 30 seconds. What am I missing? Why are there cripples in the dance number? I just sat there during the whole song saying, "I have no idea what is happening right now." The weird thing is that I really liked the whole thing, I just am so confused. Help me.
- Okay, so I don't really want to admit this shit, but that extended trailer for New Moon looked goooood. Damn. And Robert Pattinson? DAYAM. Totally reminded me of why I have a cardboard cutout of him in my room, watching me sleep. Ahem.
- Beyonce, Beyonce, Beyonce. I liked everything but looking at your ladybits. Seriously, it was like porn when she was dipping it low and grinding. Lower those leg cuts, missy!
- When did Chris Hardwick become the lead singer of Muse?
- What was up with Tyson Ritter of The All-American Rejects covered in glitter when they jumped in with the house band? Is he trying to be a Twilight vampire and sparkling in the light? He looked ridiculous, and he's usually ridiculously hot. Get it together, Ritter.
- And finally, I'm happy to see that Eminem is FINALLY lightening up. Maybe he can give Kanye some tips. Nah, he was never even 1/4 as bad as him.
So those were some thoughts on what I remembered. Barring any events that pop up, I should be here with you on Sunday live-blogging the Emmys, so make sure you come by for that and let me know what you think. I'm VERY excited for NPH. And if Ben wins for Lost.
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Now - why wasn't I home for the VMAs last night? Why, because I was at the American Idols Tour seeing Blindy. He was honestly the reason I went - remember, not so much musically but just because I love his awkward, adorable blind ass. I want him to be my best friend. Paul? Not so much:
But we had fun the rest of the night (except for me almost vomiting during Adam Lambert's set. Ugh.) and were quite happy to find that we weren't the oldest people there without children by a long shot. Yay, we're not creeps!
...Or are we since we went outside by the buses after the show? If so, then we were 3 of MANY creeps out there, almost all without kids so I felt better. Most were there for Adam (again, gross):
Paul wanted me to get a picture of him for him and I tried to resist, saying my camera was going to get herpes, but I took the risk. I do have to admit that he seemed like a vey nice guy and not as pompous as he was on the show. Still, gross. He was gyrating during the show and making me sick. Not in front of the kids, Lambert. We also caught glimpses of Anoop:
Matt:
Allison:
Megan, who I didn't get a picture of, but who was gorgeous, and Mr. Danny Gokey, who won my prize of best singer of the night. Seriously, he blew the roof off the joint. Cute, too:
Kris, Lil and Matt hadn't come out by the time we left, but we didn't care because I was only back there for one person and one person only. BLINDY. And he didn't disappoint me. He and his mom came out and she walked him around - he took his time going down the line of people and she would hand him things to sign and guide his hand to give out many of the high fives people were asking for. Oh, Blindy.
The only bad part about the whole "waiting by the bus" thing was that all of the idols were behind a half stone wall and there were so many people out there that if you were more than 3 people back you couldn't get near them. They just came out and signed stuff, so there was no opportunity to have your picture taken with them. But do you think that would stop me from trying to get my picture with my Scotty? Oh, no. I would find a way, even if it was an unconventional shot. I enlisted the help of Paul, who called to Blindy to look his way and smile. Blindy obliged, and now I have this:
Yay!
In the immortal words of one Mariah Carey: "If you believe in yourself enough and know what you want, you're gonna make it happen." Go ahead, girl (SORRY!!! No more!)
September 10, 2009
August 12, 2009
August 08, 2009
Summer Vacation....
"Tune in, groove on, bust out."
Why, hello there. It's been a while, my lovelies. Apparently I decided to take a blog summer vacation. Who knew? I don't know why, but I just haven't been in the zone or inspired to sit down and take the time to write much outside of a Bar Tuesday review (and I even have two of those I haven't gotten to yet!). On the one hand, I have been keeping pretty busy this summer, which is always a good and fun thing because we know that will all change when fall TV starts, but on the other hand I fear my summer vacation may turn into a fall one, then winter....
I don't know, maybe I'm just getting old and crotchety and I'll be back here posting away as soon as September hits. Or maybe it's because I'm getting old and outgrowing all of it. I'm going to be 35 next month and I am not looking forward to it. That is OLD, y'all. I'm going to be out of the target 18-34 demographic! NO! Does this mean I'm going to have to start watching Diagnosis Murder repeats? I REFUSE.
Ahem.
Anyway, as I was saying, things have changed since I started my blog way back in January of 2003. Things have happened, life has happened and I have been happy to go through a lot of it with you guys. Maybe that's what will keep me coming back. However, I'm not in my 20's anymore - I initially set up a blog just to keep myself in the habit of writing. I had been out of it a little bit and wanted to keep at it to keep my writing "muscles" toned. The practice helped me in developing a stronger voice in my writing and my blog found me a lot of fantastic friends. This is another reason that I may come back and hang around more often, although I now have other ways of keeping in touch with them. As my age keeps creeping, life keeps happening to and all around me - friends are married and having babies and chnaging careers and going back to school and all kinds of things. Our priorities and wants and needs in life evolve, mine included. Perhaps the need to write just to write has gone away for me - maybe there's more important and other things for me right now. Maybe they're waiting in Brooklyn. Who knows? One can hope for more, right?
I guess what all of this senseless rambling is trying to say is, "Hi. I'm here checking in, but who knows how long I'll keep checking in for. I'll probably take most of the summer off, but before I do, here's a highlight of some things I've been up to instead of being here." Wow, I should have just said that from the get-go.
So lete's do this - the highlights of my adventures since my last entry. Shall we?
- Connecticon. PEOPLE, Connecticon was an AMAZING event. As I probably mentioned before, Paul and I are going to be having our own public access variety show so we have started filming some of our adventures for it. A friend of ours works at the convention center in Hartford, Connecticut and told us all about this anime/comic convention that she worked last year. Paul and I thought it sounded like the perfect place to film some stuff, and it was beyond our wildest dreams. The convention ran from Friday-Sunday and after going on the Sunday, we had wished that we had gone to the whole thing. We were there for almost 6 hours just fascinated by everyone and everything. It was the best. We need to go to more of it next year. And we need to go to the furry convention in October that someone told us about. But I'm getting a little bit ahead of myself. First, let's start with the ensembles. We heard that people dressed in all kinds of costumes and such for it, but my brother pooh-poohed my idea of wearing my Wonder Woman costume (Next year!), so we opted to just dress in bright, fun outfits. Paul pulled one of his thrift store finds from the other public access show that we guest hosted, thinking he would stick out a little, but as we found out, we were pretty underdressed. Anyhoo, here's what we wore:
To give you a partial understanding as to why we felt underdressed when we got there, here is a woman who I quickly became obsessed with and stalked for a good half hour before approaching her:
She was AWESOME. She was also the one who gave us the tip about the Furry Convention, which is something I simply need to be at. I wonder if I can get a monkey head for it. Anyway, there was so much to do and see at the convention. First, there were the people themselves. You really didn't even need to do anything more than just hang out with the people. They were all so nice, too. There were a lot of people with "free hugs" signs and impromptu song & dance parties were breaking out everywhere you went. I believe that Paul and I joined into a dance to a Pokemon-related song, but I'm still not sure. We enjoyed whatever it was. Aside from that, there were video game rooms, dice, card and board game tables, larp-related swordfighting tournaments, etc. There was also a huge shopping area with vendors selling all sorts of things and another room upstairs where artists were selling their stuff. You could get drawings commissioned, so Paul took advantage of that after seeing one of the examples shown on one table. So here, for only $10, is a personal sketch of Paul sitting on the toilet:
What is better than that?
Well, I would imagine some video clips would work out better. We ended up taking about 45 minutes of footage, but here's a 4 minute teaser video I made to whet people's appetite for the full show. Enjoy:
Oh, Connecticon - we love you.
- Dating in the Dark - People, I am obsessed. Have you seen this show? If not, get thee to abc.com immediately and watch it there. I LOVE IT. It's so ridiculous but I got sucked right in. If you haven't heard about it, it's a dating show that features 3 girls and 3 guys each episode who go on a series of dates in a room that is completely black. They can't see ANYTHING. After 3 days, each person gets to pick one person to see lit up. After they see what the chose person looks like, then they decide to either meet that person upstairs on an outdoor balcony to go on another date after the show is done or else walk out the front door. Here's what I love - when someone is waiting anxiously on the balcony for their desired mate to come out and meet them they can look right down and watch the person leave out the front door if they are not interested. So you've got this poor guy up on the balcony all excited and then you see the girl wheeling her suitcase right the hell out of there and not look back. It's so great. What's even better is watching the reactions of the people when they finally see the others in the light. They only light one person at a time, so the other is left in the dark to react and we get to watch them all mentally say, "Yeeesh!" Then they go back and shit talk with the other contestants. It's so great, just watch. Guilty, guilty pleasure. Mondays at 10!
- THIS. I have already requested one for my birthday. That is a must have item if I've ever seen one.
- Still revisiting movies from my youth from time to time, and I just watched Purple Rain. That movie? SUCKS. Oh my God. I think I'd only seen the TV edit when I was younger and I didn't remember most of it. I just remembered the lake part and clips that were in the music videos from the movie. But seriously, why is that movie so bad? Do people know this? Are they distracted by the good music? Because that is the only good thing about it. Now I love me some Morris Day, but are we supposed to believe that he is a straight man in that movie? And what purpose does Jerome serve on stage? Honestly, watch the performance of The Bird and tell me why Jerome is there. Give the guy a tambourine or something. But the acting? Oh my God. And the horrible message!!! So Prince - wait, "THE KID" - sorry, so The Kid watches his father beat the shit out of his mother all the time and then he hits his girlfriend on MORE THAN ONE OCCASION and both women stay with them? And The Kid never even apologizes? That shit is messed up. Appolonia should have stomped on his tiny ass with one of his high heels. I can't even imagine what Under the Cherry Moon is like. I don't even want to know. All I know is that this movie does not stand up at ALL. It's so bad. The music, however, does hold up. How can it not? Although I had no idea what Darling Nikki was about when I was listening to the LP in 1984. That's probably best, since I was 10. Buy the album, skip the movie.
- Tinted Windows!! The guys, or as I like to call them, "James Iha, the drummer from Cheap Trick, the guitarist from Fountains of Wayne, and Taylor Hanson on lead vocals" are doing a couple of shows this summer and one of them happened to be in Boston on Monday, so you know I was there. After the first week of indecision about some of it, the whole album completely grew on me and is just so good. They've got an 80's retro power-pop thing going on and I like it. The funny thing about seeing them live is that it looks like a bunch of dads who invited the neighborhood kid to come and sing with them while they jam. Still - they sounded really good, and it was really cool to see Mr. Iha play. As always, pictures:
You can't really see in those two pictures, but Taylor's ass was unbelievable that night. He's usually hiding it behind keyboards or not wearing jeans like this or something, but it was mesmerizing. I tried to crop it out of another picture but it still doesn't do it justice and just makes me look majorly creepy:
Maybe a video clip I took will show it off better. Taylor's looking fine, and that's James Iha to his right:
I also love the novelty of Taylor telling me that I'm his Cha Cha. I don't know what that means, but I want to be his cha cha. IF he gets rid of that stupid tiny Nonytail. Yuck.
So that's some of what's been happening here. What's been going on in your neck of the woods?
Why, hello there. It's been a while, my lovelies. Apparently I decided to take a blog summer vacation. Who knew? I don't know why, but I just haven't been in the zone or inspired to sit down and take the time to write much outside of a Bar Tuesday review (and I even have two of those I haven't gotten to yet!). On the one hand, I have been keeping pretty busy this summer, which is always a good and fun thing because we know that will all change when fall TV starts, but on the other hand I fear my summer vacation may turn into a fall one, then winter....
I don't know, maybe I'm just getting old and crotchety and I'll be back here posting away as soon as September hits. Or maybe it's because I'm getting old and outgrowing all of it. I'm going to be 35 next month and I am not looking forward to it. That is OLD, y'all. I'm going to be out of the target 18-34 demographic! NO! Does this mean I'm going to have to start watching Diagnosis Murder repeats? I REFUSE.
Ahem.
Anyway, as I was saying, things have changed since I started my blog way back in January of 2003. Things have happened, life has happened and I have been happy to go through a lot of it with you guys. Maybe that's what will keep me coming back. However, I'm not in my 20's anymore - I initially set up a blog just to keep myself in the habit of writing. I had been out of it a little bit and wanted to keep at it to keep my writing "muscles" toned. The practice helped me in developing a stronger voice in my writing and my blog found me a lot of fantastic friends. This is another reason that I may come back and hang around more often, although I now have other ways of keeping in touch with them. As my age keeps creeping, life keeps happening to and all around me - friends are married and having babies and chnaging careers and going back to school and all kinds of things. Our priorities and wants and needs in life evolve, mine included. Perhaps the need to write just to write has gone away for me - maybe there's more important and other things for me right now. Maybe they're waiting in Brooklyn. Who knows? One can hope for more, right?
I guess what all of this senseless rambling is trying to say is, "Hi. I'm here checking in, but who knows how long I'll keep checking in for. I'll probably take most of the summer off, but before I do, here's a highlight of some things I've been up to instead of being here." Wow, I should have just said that from the get-go.
So lete's do this - the highlights of my adventures since my last entry. Shall we?
- Connecticon. PEOPLE, Connecticon was an AMAZING event. As I probably mentioned before, Paul and I are going to be having our own public access variety show so we have started filming some of our adventures for it. A friend of ours works at the convention center in Hartford, Connecticut and told us all about this anime/comic convention that she worked last year. Paul and I thought it sounded like the perfect place to film some stuff, and it was beyond our wildest dreams. The convention ran from Friday-Sunday and after going on the Sunday, we had wished that we had gone to the whole thing. We were there for almost 6 hours just fascinated by everyone and everything. It was the best. We need to go to more of it next year. And we need to go to the furry convention in October that someone told us about. But I'm getting a little bit ahead of myself. First, let's start with the ensembles. We heard that people dressed in all kinds of costumes and such for it, but my brother pooh-poohed my idea of wearing my Wonder Woman costume (Next year!), so we opted to just dress in bright, fun outfits. Paul pulled one of his thrift store finds from the other public access show that we guest hosted, thinking he would stick out a little, but as we found out, we were pretty underdressed. Anyhoo, here's what we wore:
To give you a partial understanding as to why we felt underdressed when we got there, here is a woman who I quickly became obsessed with and stalked for a good half hour before approaching her:
She was AWESOME. She was also the one who gave us the tip about the Furry Convention, which is something I simply need to be at. I wonder if I can get a monkey head for it. Anyway, there was so much to do and see at the convention. First, there were the people themselves. You really didn't even need to do anything more than just hang out with the people. They were all so nice, too. There were a lot of people with "free hugs" signs and impromptu song & dance parties were breaking out everywhere you went. I believe that Paul and I joined into a dance to a Pokemon-related song, but I'm still not sure. We enjoyed whatever it was. Aside from that, there were video game rooms, dice, card and board game tables, larp-related swordfighting tournaments, etc. There was also a huge shopping area with vendors selling all sorts of things and another room upstairs where artists were selling their stuff. You could get drawings commissioned, so Paul took advantage of that after seeing one of the examples shown on one table. So here, for only $10, is a personal sketch of Paul sitting on the toilet:
What is better than that?
Well, I would imagine some video clips would work out better. We ended up taking about 45 minutes of footage, but here's a 4 minute teaser video I made to whet people's appetite for the full show. Enjoy:
Oh, Connecticon - we love you.
- Dating in the Dark - People, I am obsessed. Have you seen this show? If not, get thee to abc.com immediately and watch it there. I LOVE IT. It's so ridiculous but I got sucked right in. If you haven't heard about it, it's a dating show that features 3 girls and 3 guys each episode who go on a series of dates in a room that is completely black. They can't see ANYTHING. After 3 days, each person gets to pick one person to see lit up. After they see what the chose person looks like, then they decide to either meet that person upstairs on an outdoor balcony to go on another date after the show is done or else walk out the front door. Here's what I love - when someone is waiting anxiously on the balcony for their desired mate to come out and meet them they can look right down and watch the person leave out the front door if they are not interested. So you've got this poor guy up on the balcony all excited and then you see the girl wheeling her suitcase right the hell out of there and not look back. It's so great. What's even better is watching the reactions of the people when they finally see the others in the light. They only light one person at a time, so the other is left in the dark to react and we get to watch them all mentally say, "Yeeesh!" Then they go back and shit talk with the other contestants. It's so great, just watch. Guilty, guilty pleasure. Mondays at 10!
- THIS. I have already requested one for my birthday. That is a must have item if I've ever seen one.
- Still revisiting movies from my youth from time to time, and I just watched Purple Rain. That movie? SUCKS. Oh my God. I think I'd only seen the TV edit when I was younger and I didn't remember most of it. I just remembered the lake part and clips that were in the music videos from the movie. But seriously, why is that movie so bad? Do people know this? Are they distracted by the good music? Because that is the only good thing about it. Now I love me some Morris Day, but are we supposed to believe that he is a straight man in that movie? And what purpose does Jerome serve on stage? Honestly, watch the performance of The Bird and tell me why Jerome is there. Give the guy a tambourine or something. But the acting? Oh my God. And the horrible message!!! So Prince - wait, "THE KID" - sorry, so The Kid watches his father beat the shit out of his mother all the time and then he hits his girlfriend on MORE THAN ONE OCCASION and both women stay with them? And The Kid never even apologizes? That shit is messed up. Appolonia should have stomped on his tiny ass with one of his high heels. I can't even imagine what Under the Cherry Moon is like. I don't even want to know. All I know is that this movie does not stand up at ALL. It's so bad. The music, however, does hold up. How can it not? Although I had no idea what Darling Nikki was about when I was listening to the LP in 1984. That's probably best, since I was 10. Buy the album, skip the movie.
- Tinted Windows!! The guys, or as I like to call them, "James Iha, the drummer from Cheap Trick, the guitarist from Fountains of Wayne, and Taylor Hanson on lead vocals" are doing a couple of shows this summer and one of them happened to be in Boston on Monday, so you know I was there. After the first week of indecision about some of it, the whole album completely grew on me and is just so good. They've got an 80's retro power-pop thing going on and I like it. The funny thing about seeing them live is that it looks like a bunch of dads who invited the neighborhood kid to come and sing with them while they jam. Still - they sounded really good, and it was really cool to see Mr. Iha play. As always, pictures:
You can't really see in those two pictures, but Taylor's ass was unbelievable that night. He's usually hiding it behind keyboards or not wearing jeans like this or something, but it was mesmerizing. I tried to crop it out of another picture but it still doesn't do it justice and just makes me look majorly creepy:
Maybe a video clip I took will show it off better. Taylor's looking fine, and that's James Iha to his right:
I also love the novelty of Taylor telling me that I'm his Cha Cha. I don't know what that means, but I want to be his cha cha. IF he gets rid of that stupid tiny Nonytail. Yuck.
So that's some of what's been happening here. What's been going on in your neck of the woods?
July 22, 2009
Oh, Billie Joe
Monday night I got to see Green Day again and they still rank as being one of the best live bands I have ever seen. Definitely top 3. Their shows are amazing. They played for almost 2 1/2 hours and every person in the whole arena was on their feet the entire time. Bille Joe wanted us to clap along a certain way? EVERY SINGLE PERSON was doing it. I've never seen anything like it. SO much fun. I turn into a maniac at their concerts and I have no idea why. Some little Punky Pam comes out out nowhere and I am ROCKING OUT like there's no tomorrow.
Of course, it wouldn't be me going somewhere in public if there wasn't a jackass moment. On our way in, we passed by the tour bus setup with all people posing for pictures in front of it. Everyone was standing in front of it, just smiling happily like this boy:
Aww - his parents are taking him to Green Day! Joe and I were people watching before the show and we were surprised by the mix of the crowd. There were the teeny-boppers who looked like Hot Topic threw up on them, there were the random frat guys, young couples on dates, guys who looked like they hadn't left the basement in months, creepy older guys who looked like they got lost on their way to a Quiet Riot show, sweet older couples who made us aww, and then there were quite a few parents and their kids. Most of the parents seemed to be just as much of fans as the kids, which was nice. And also made us feel old. Especially since Billie Joe has been one of my celebrity boyfriends since 1994, before many of those kids were born. Wah waah. Also? College Pam, her perm, and her love for Billie Joe broadcast in the school newspaper:
Oh my God. Someone just please shoot me now. And, as you can see, the jackassery continues because did anyone really think that I was just going to stand in front of the bus all nice like the rest of the folks?
[sigh] It's a wonder any of my friends go places with me anymore. Anyway, the tour still has a bunch of dates left, so if they come to your area I HIGHLY recommend it. And give Tour Bus Billie Joe a kiss for me!
Of course, it wouldn't be me going somewhere in public if there wasn't a jackass moment. On our way in, we passed by the tour bus setup with all people posing for pictures in front of it. Everyone was standing in front of it, just smiling happily like this boy:
Aww - his parents are taking him to Green Day! Joe and I were people watching before the show and we were surprised by the mix of the crowd. There were the teeny-boppers who looked like Hot Topic threw up on them, there were the random frat guys, young couples on dates, guys who looked like they hadn't left the basement in months, creepy older guys who looked like they got lost on their way to a Quiet Riot show, sweet older couples who made us aww, and then there were quite a few parents and their kids. Most of the parents seemed to be just as much of fans as the kids, which was nice. And also made us feel old. Especially since Billie Joe has been one of my celebrity boyfriends since 1994, before many of those kids were born. Wah waah. Also? College Pam, her perm, and her love for Billie Joe broadcast in the school newspaper:
Oh my God. Someone just please shoot me now. And, as you can see, the jackassery continues because did anyone really think that I was just going to stand in front of the bus all nice like the rest of the folks?
[sigh] It's a wonder any of my friends go places with me anymore. Anyway, the tour still has a bunch of dates left, so if they come to your area I HIGHLY recommend it. And give Tour Bus Billie Joe a kiss for me!
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